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Kevin, is this what happens every year? You have massive snow (water) and then you have massive fires? We have massive flooding. I guess strange things happen wherever you live. I did love those water coolers in Albuquerque, and probably around Karen's home. But, the takeaway was it took water and water was not in high supply. They were so comfortable to sleep in at night, and I think Albuquerque is about 5,000 feet. Maybe more. I remember the doctors having people with heart trouble moving to lower levels. And, I'm on here trying to kill time to face the day and people with their petty gripes and fusses. Mama cannot choose sides anymore. So both get angry at Mama. Good. Means I don't have to talk to them.

As you know, my diet is high in carbs. I can have meat protein. The only vegetables I can have are potatoes, green beans, cooked carrots, cooked/pickled beets, and all the sweets I want as long as there are no nuts or seeds. I go to the doc every four months for lab work check and mostly blood sugar check. He realizes I cannot eat healthy. My mainstay is eggbeaters and instant grits. No corn whatsoever but can have grits and I have learned to make a "grits bread" from that. I fixed a potatoes, green beans, carrots and mushroom soup, HB meat, and beef broth soup last week that was actually good. I cut down on the size of it and had it two days. I hate to cook, and the frozen dinners all have seeds of some sort in them or corn. One day I just drank three Glucerna's. Probably the healthiest I have eaten. If I eat wrong, I suffer terribly. It is TMI to tell you how, but I do place a cross in my bathroom and say, "Please God, I promise not to eat that again." I have 13 crosses in my bathroom and have not had to add others in a long while. Propranolol helps my essential tremor, but my stay in the bathroom was four hours. I also had to cut out caffeine. Addict that I am, I miss that "lift" but cannot handle the shakes. My old reliable meds do not hurt me. Anything new heads to my gut and a prolonged stay in the essential room. Having a lot of (my kids) sibling rivalry and trouble right now. I do have to take care of my sister constantly, and my granddaughter is still here. Too much wear and tear on this nearly 82-year-old woman. I cannot run away from it. When I was fighting cancer in 1982, I had a lot of family troubles with my dad with cancer too. He was a mean cancer victim (like my sister) though and will have been gone 40 years day after tomorrow. Family troubles seem to be the norm with me, and I wrote that little ditty back then: "I'm not that important, life does go on, if I wasn't here then I'd be gone." Written out of pure exhaustion. I'm there again. And I'm still here. Gotta take my sister for surgery in south "big city" where all the traffic is. She will be impossible to handle, of course. But I am all she has, and we are our brother's keepers. As far as the LGBT (QRS) and whatever letters they add, you just live and let live and thank God it was not something you ever wanted to be. ADDENDUM: Kay, listen to Karen!!!!!

Kay, eating one meal a day does not sound healthy for you, especially losing too much weight. Sounds like you are working too hard and burning calories also. We are not "Spring Chickens". Slow down and breathe.

I'm exhausted, worked my tail off yesterday moving metal pipes from under patio to where they'll deliver the dumpster, also two cat scratchers, then I realized I had enough to fill it and we hadn't started on the area of the carport & electrical room that needs cleared out so they can work on it, so will put the cat scratchers back today, maybe I can put them on the next burn pile, will get Jack's opinion. Throwing away two new cots something chewed the foam out of, will send with garbagemen instead of dumpster. Having a time with my diabetes, don't know anyone who tries harder w/o the desired results, I'm feeling discouraged. Was ecstatic about our unanimous vote of our new pastor...which in turn raised my cortisol and hence my blood sugar. Working so hard yesterday raised my BS. Last week Iris gave me what she thought was a diet soda, 43 carbs!!! Drank 1/2, just got back into Ketosis and now this. I feel like giving up but can't this is my life. Need to make appt to see doctor, don't want to but will have to see him within two weeks, ugh. I'm eating OMAD, weight 102 with 10-15 lbs excess skin, that puts me at 87-92 w/o it. Size 2 jeans falling down, have nothing smaller. Hate to shop and can't buy w/o trying on, ugh. Anyway, this is my life, such as it is. Wish I could hear from my kids. I have a niece who is in a gay marriage, a gay couple down the street, married 27 years or so. They're nice. I don't judge. Can't understand because I'm not but don't judge them either.

Marg, my aspiration was to marry a cowboy and live on a ranch. Didn't happen. I have to laugh at these motivational speakers who tell you that you can be anything you want. NO YOU CAN'T! Being gay is not a lifestyle I would choose, but each to his own. I just want my grandchildren to be happy and safe. In the 90's here gearing up for summer.

Marty, I hope I don't get thrown off. Sorry folks, my vocational aspirations were just above the floor. Spent 43 years in medical transcription, and loved it.

I have a sister who is bi. She told me it was wonderful and the whole world was open. That was many years ago. Then, my daughter has gay vibes, sometimes I'm positive, sometimes I'm even more positive. My friend has a gay grandson, and she said you hate the sin but love the sinner. I'm not on that level. I accept it. My nephew, Billy's sister's son is gay. I know it is a surprise to the older generation, like me. But, damn I do accept it. I never knew there was a choice, in fact, I'm afraid I would have liked to dance in the cages above the floor with white high boots and pasties. That was when we had the Whisk-A-Go-Go's. I had the figure to do it then, but I'd make more money at it now. Couldn't do that with a deacon father. So, actually nothing surprises me and I totally accept it.

Karen, I have a Grandson who has a "friend" who appears to be Gay/Trans....it is a different world today.....Going to cool again tonight28F....And our first Fire alerts in the Fort McMurraY Area. Line ups for gas this morning, a little dramatic but its on the evacuation check lists...

I'm so sorry you are going through this. My fiance of a year broke up with me when his mom was dying, we remained friends after she died but they don't normally resume relationship when taking a time apart due to grief. I don't want to project on you what I went through but in the Loss of Love section, I've seen a lot of these situations and none of them resumed, I've read them all over the years. I thought a couple did only to have them message me later that they did not. I don't want to give you false hope, but some grievers are unable to do a relationship at the same time as grieving, those seem to be the ones we hear about here. Otherwise, the person would have no need to be here. Here I Go Again

My bf lost his dad 2 weeks ago, first 10 days he has been calling me everyday. Then suddenly he just asked for a week space. No calls and text. He hasn't been online as well. His phone is ringing and my last message is still pushing through. He said he wanted a week space to process his dad's death. Is that normal or okay? Do they really come back after a week? I worry about him.

Me too. I'm sorry that happened to you! This was all I had left of my MIL, she died 36 1/2 years ago. She was the mom I always wanted.

Ah, kayc, so sorry this happened to you. A contractor working on our property mowed down a tree peony that my husband cultivated. Hate it when that happens.

I am so sorry for the loss of your friend, and for his wife's tremendous loss...I know what that feels, I lost my soulmate and best friend 19 years ago Father's Day. Living alone since excepting the short stint my son was between Air Force and College, that was long ago. Growing alone w/o my George. He died doing what he loved, glad for that part at least.

I'm so sorry about your diagnosis, but so glad to hear the lilac bloomed. The first thing I planted when moving here 47 years ago was a start off my MIL's lilac tree. It filled me with joy all these years. Last year the rangers (highly intrusive!) came and cut it down without announcing themselves here or their intentions, before 8 am! I ran out there in my robe and slippers, too late. Irreplaceable.

Prayers, Sweetie!

Sorry to hear about your diagnosis, good luck with your treatment. Love that his lilac bush had bloomed for you. Good luck to you

The weekend after my soul mate died (5 years ago) my husband and I planted a lilac bush, and dedicated it to his memory. Unfortunately the spot we chose was too shady, and despite growing tall and strong, the plant never bloomed. A few days ago I got an unwelcome diagnosis at my annual physical. Not catastrophic, manageable, but still a sobering development. But as I always do at times like these, I think of my friend, and tell myself that if a problem has a solution, or at least a management strategy, then it's not a problem. And now today, 5 years since his death, the lilac bloomed, for the very first time. It looks like this is the only flower we will get from it this year. It was as if my friend were speaking to me saying, "Stay strong, baby".

Thank you. I'll update as things progress.

Keeping you in our thoughts and prayers as you find your way through this latest challenge . . . ❤️

I'm sorry for all your losses. Mati was beautiful. She looks a lot like my baby Nile. Super fluffy! My cats are family. As Kayc said, pets is just a simple name that is deemed more acceptable. I had a soulcat too. His name was Beck. They all mean the world to me but Beck was just different. I know I'll never meet another like him. I can relate to your bond with Mati.

Hello Nile, With your last Solensia shot, the tech advised me you've lost weight. I noticed too... It's getting difficult to feed you your medicated food. I've started mixing Sylvester and Machete's regular food more and more to get you to eat. And that's okay. The last thing I want to do is deny you food. If you like it, you can have it. I learned the hard way with Beck that giving you food you don't like is just cruel. I've also noticed you fall now. I've seen you do it twice. Your back legs are giving out on you. When Cleo was at her last few weeks she did the same. I'm preparing myself for the worse. I'll never be ready but I'll be as ready as I can to help you transition to the meadows. I hope I can have an at-home euthanasia. We will see what happens. You're still in good spirits and run around a lot so I'm not at the point of saying good bye. I just want to make sure you're comfortable and living the best life you can. I can see you're still happy. I'm willing to get you a stronger pain med if that's what you need and I know I need to be very vigilant at the same time. Other than pain meds I refuse further treatment. I love you and I won't let you suffer. I want to make your last while with me the best I can. Extra treats and more and more of the food you enjoy. You don't know it yet but you're getting a bath today, and a thorough brushing. Your spring coat is shedding and I can see mats! I don't want you to get those, I know how painful they can be. I will ask for forgiveness later for the bath, with a lot of cheese treats. They're you're favourite and I bought them with you in mind. Love you!

Hello @Rudderless, I haven't been on the site much lately , it's just so hard to put grief feelings into words at times, I think to myself: "What am I gonna say?", but when I checked in and saw your post, I was particularly touched. You echo my words so much, I thought I was going crazy with my "stuck in denial" situation after three and a half years. I'm not ready to pronounce that "d" word you mention that you can finally say out loud. I don't think I ever will be ready. You've passed a giant hurdle and I'm glad for you, wishing you all the strength you need for you and your young family. I also see every part of my husband in my two adult children, both physically and through their behavior and way of reasoning. I find that my husband is speaking through me in certain occasions, he's helping me out a lot in solving problems. We always say: "this is what dad would do/think/say". I love that, it keeps me going, but for me, their dad is just "not here" whereas on the other hand he is present in our lives in every way, even if not physically. His influence on our way of life, our decision-making, his legacy of knowledge, these precious gifts we have from him are giving us our fuel to carry on, "taking" him with us for the rest of our lives. I also have difficulty talking to my son and daughter, it's just still so painful, there is no perfect time perhaps to talk , it will all just happen gradually and spontaneously, without planning anything. There are "no rules in grief", like my friends here on this site have perfectly explained to me. Wishing you better, more peaceful days.

I worked with him for over four years. He was always happy with a boisterous laugh. He embellished the truth all the time, but it just made him entertaining. Everyone at work is affected by this, myself included. I only work there part time now for the time being until I find another job, and last time I saw him he apologized to me for something that had happened. At first I said he had nothing to be sorry for because what happened was not his fault. But he insisted and I accepted his apology. He thanked me before he left for the day. I am so so glad I accepted his apology because if I hadn't I would carry that guilt forever. Last month he was so excited as he showed me pictures of the motorcycle he was hoping to buy. Two weeks ago he was so excited as he told me he was going on a road trip to a neighbouring province to visit a friend. Two days ago he died riding his bike when he collided with a moose on the highway on the way to visit his friend. I'm no stranger to a sudden death but for some reason I'm really struggling to wrap my mind around the fact that I spoke to him just last week and now he's gone forever. It's strange. I know he wouldn't want anyone to be sad, or at least not for too long. I feel bad for his wife. And the moose. The whole situation is just so ugly. RIP J.K.

Estates are horrible to settle, best if you don't have to go into probate. Went through that with my sister's place, left to all nine nieces/nephews but lawyers and CPAs took a lion's share. Will over 20 years old, she was in the process of trying to redo it when she died, lawyer never called her back. My brother handled the estate as I'm in my 70s. I appreciate the headache he took on and thankfully he has a wife and grown kids that helped whereas I'm alone and don't have the strength. I'm sorry for your loss. Parent Loss: Continuing Their Song

You might enter their picture in Google image, I often do when looking for recipes. They will come up with some and check on the sites they show to the right.. Yesterday was crazy. My passwords disappeared so I had to type them in, which meant I had to look them up. See why I spent over three days/nights changing them and recording them in a pw protected spreadsheet? It's a good thing I did. Yay Windows 11. Also, I could not get into chat/messenger, not even in our group one in FB. It didn't accept my pin, which I remember and set about a week ago. It sent me a code on my mobile phone but didn't tell me how it was sending it, and I didn't have that on. It opened in AVG browser, not Chrome, which I use. What a mess! I had Lynne call me and verify what I remembered of our discussion when they came up with this. Was so tired! Slept 9 hours last night, I needed it. I got rid of more stuff in the garage. Somebody wanted the computers sitting by my garbage, I said sure, I can't tell you how old they are, maybe windows 95? Hard to remember, but before I got my windows 7 in 2009. I remember giving Windows 98 to a friend along with a printer so this would be before that. Doubt they'll run and they'd been sitting outside, got rained on a bit. Passwords all changed and visa numbers since I used it. He wants to use them for gaming, good luck with it. I have contacted them every way I know to (Don Jackson, the contractor, is in charge and has given them the message several times, also a friend called the church yesterday morning and they said they would call me, still haven't, been four days now.) At this point all I can do is wait and hope they do. I fixed this yesterday, it was seriously out of this world! Iris asked for some so took some to her. I made some changes to it, cut down and added sausage: Keto Eggplant Parmesan Ingredients · 2 medium eggplant sliced into 1/2 inch slices (1…13) · 1/2 teaspoon salt · 2 cups keto bread crumbs (1…0) * See notes · 1 tablespoon Italian seasoning · 3 large eggs (cut to 1…0.6) · 3/4 cup almond milk (cut to ¼…0.25) · 2-3 tablespoons oil to fry Avocado oil (0) · 4 cups keto marinara sauce (12 oz 9) · 3 cups mozzarella cheese freshly grated (1 ½ cups 4.2) · 1 cup parmesan cheese freshly grated ( ½ cup 0) · 1 lb Sausage cooked (0) Instructions 1. Sprinkle salt on all your eggplant slices and let them sit for an hour to draw out moisture. Use a paper towel to dab them after they have drawn out the liquid. 2. Preheat the oven to 180/350F. Grease a large baking dish and add around one cup of the marinara sauce to the bottom of it. 3. *In a small bowl, add the bread crumbs and Italian seasoning and mix together. In a separate bowl, combine the eggs and milk and whisk together. Dip each eggplant slice in the egg wash, followed by the bread crumb mix, ensuring both sides are coated. Place them all on a plate or baking tray until ready to cook. 4. Add the oil in a large non-stick pan. Once hot, add a single layer of eggplant slices and cook both sides until golden brown. Repeat until all the eggplant slices are cooked. 5. Add a single layer of the fried eggplant into the base of the baking dish. Spoon a little marinara sauce on top of each one, followed by a generous layer of the mozzarella cheese and the parmesan cheese. Repeat the process until all the eggplant has been used up. Sprinkle the top of the baking dish any remaining cheese. 6. Bake the eggplant parmesan for 20-25 minutes, until the cheese is golden and bubbly. Turn it on a high broil for the last 3 minutes. 7. Remove the eggplant parm from the oven and let it sit for five minutes before serving. Notes * If you don’t want to make keto bread crumbs, you can use almond flour. If you don’t fry before baking, bake 350 45 minutes. Can cook w/o peeling. TO STORE: Store leftovers in the refrigerator, covered, for up to 5 days. TO FREEZE: Place portions of the eggplant parm in an airtight container and store them in the freezer for up to 6 months. TO REHEAT: Microwave portions for 30-40 seconds until warm, or reheat in a preheated oven until the cheese has melted. TO MAKE AHEAD: Prepare everything as instructed, then cover the baking dish completely in aluminum foil. Either refrigerate it for 3 days in advance or freeze it for up to 2 months in advance. When ready to cook, bring the baking dish to room temperature and bake it for 30-35 minutes. Do not bake from frozen. 8 servings, 5 net carbs each #recipe https://thebigmansworld.com/keto-eggplant-parmesan/... I would cut to 1 egg and ¼ c. almond Milk Cut mozzarella and parmesan in half, use at least 1 c. Panko crumbs and/or almond flour, 1-2 eggplants. Cut portion to 4 and cut Italo’s sausage Pasta Sauce to 12 oz, you’ll have 12 oz left to put in freezer for something else. This will also cut the carbs. THEBIGMANSWORLD.COM Keto Eggplant Parmesan (Restaurant Style!) - The Big Man's World ® This keto eggplant parmesan is a delicious (4 servings 6.75)